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The Blyth Standard, 1903-06-04, Page 3'Most scrupulous care is taken in handling Blue Ribbon Ceylon Tea It is hermetically sealed in Ceylon and main sealed in lead packets in Canada. An aristocratic tea at a moderate price. Block, Mixed, Ceylon Green. Ask for Red Label. FORTY CENTS—SHOULD BE FIFTY 6 GIPSY'S i1ARRIAGE lEvorybocy is very reedy to atone now ; bat how many realise D1 their hearts the agony- and tomtit, of that broken -up, deserted home? Ilow many ever think of the bitter trial ••dared by husband and wife, of the aflame and Narrow that might have been spared if the world bud only held Ste tongue, if people had bees a Ilttle lees quick to believe the worst? • • • • Out over the quiet sea the church bells are ringing for evening ser- vice. Softly and sweetly the familiar sound travels out, to die In the far distance of the golden, sea. There are great rest and harmony all over— a sweet, solemn Mince hangs in the evening nlr. Somehow here, so far away from the burry world, it seems Smpaeel6alo to realize that men are wicked and etniul, and that the world Le a world of tears. The bell stops ; the service has com- mmloed. Very simple and earnest it le, for the worshippers arc meetly fteher-folk. A stranger steps over tide short, burned grass, passes the tvhite grave- stones, and enters the shadow oT the little church. He sits down in a far corner, and looks quickly over the tm ed heads of the little congrega- n ; and hle heart gfvee a great, BNfonate sob. There ehe is—his wife, bis little Olpey I He would fain go and take iter in hie acme. How titin site le— how elaa.ih and sari -looking. How in- eXproseelbly mournful is the droop - Log, dejected figure! Bir Maurice's mouth quivers as be looks and lecke tied tries to see her face. Ho gut a glhnpss° at last ; he seem time eharpened cheeks, and catches ono look of her eyes, beau- tiful an of old, but full of an un - meek able sorrow now. Then lin hears her voice ; but•to him there is a heart- breaklig sound in it; and he bends she whispers at Mist, and her reek tone, as above the voleeo of the chil- dren he hears her, clear and true, with that broken-hearted wall, slng- "0 Paradise. 0 Paradise, The world Is growing old! Who would tot be at rest and (res Where love to never oold?" He listens till tlo Met note of the hymn dies away, and when he reteea Ms lace, It to wet with tears. Very softly ho steals out, and w'andere In the golden sunlight again. Tire murmur of the preacher's voice comes drowsily through the open windows. But Sir Maurice hears Boch- Ing but tune voice that sung: "Who would not be at rest and free Where love he never eold?" Ho walks away, dawn the quiet road, and goon Into Uncle Ben'e louse to wait for Gipsy. Aad by and by she oeanee slowly ioene. Very leisurely she moves along, never dreading of who in watchang and waiting for her at Seat ; aid he within utands tremb- bling. Only a second now—ehe has reached the door. He hears the hap- d'le turn ; and Gipsy, coming In wet- ly, looks up to eeo —her hnebantl l Om Instant's wad, luoredut neo Joy ; then she is In his arms, nobbhhg out : " Maurice, oh, Maurice, at Inst—at last !'t He has come back 10 her! It Is all mho realizes an she fools bis arms holdl .g her convulsively. He does not ,peek—he cannot, In the face of her faith and trent ; bo feels he dares not look into her eyes even. "I k,ew you would come some day," ehe Whispers et last, litt1:g her face from his breast and rearing sweet, wet eyes to his. "My huobaed—nay luedmi l !" ler telco quivering v. 1.1i emottou. And he, tvlth one look into triose pure, upraised eyes, puts her Welt from his embrace. Faithful, iceleg little Gipsy does not dream of the agony Df remorse that shakes 1ti8 soul now wire ha turns away. Fling- ing himself upon the old chintz sofa whereon Gipsy has no. ofte i wept, Ito Creeps tears that bring her to his side with the one womanly wish to comfort him, her sorrow all forgotten In the burning de.- sire elisero to stop his bursting anis. Her frail arms draw his head upas her shoulder; she lays her cheek up- as hie hair end caresses hint as totally an In the sweet days of wlfe- bood ; and every whispered word smites him like a blow. "How b'hatl I toll your' he asks, hoarsely. "Gipsy, my wife, whenyou know all you will turn from me.' "Maurice, my baby Is dead, not you are with me; no trouble can touch mo now," the sweet, childlike voice enswere, bravely. "Ah, you do not know!" he, whls- pere; and she, womanlike, grieves to A L11'1'; sit slut Baby's Own Tnlllets duke Children Well and Keen 'them Nell, Emergencies come quickly In the lives of little ones, and the wise !pother will always keep at hand a reliable medicine to cope with them. Belay may mean the lase of a pre- eiomN little life. There to no melteloe nein Enke the place of Baby's Own Tablets In relieving, curing and pre- venting the minor ailments of chil- dren. "If you could see my baby now,' writes Milt. James Boylan, of Preach River, Ont„ "and compare ham with hie condition before I be- gan giving Jilin Baby's Own Tablets, you would not know It was the same child. From the age of four up to twenty-one 1110001a he wile constant- ly Ill, and was wasted away to a skeleton. I gave him a great many medicines, but always without re- sult, milli I head of 13nby'n Own 'Athlete and began giving teens to lam. Almost at once they helped flim, and ho Is nolo a fine, fat,henl- thy child. I now always keep the Tablets in the house." The Tablets contain :hone of the poisonous drugs found In "soothing" modioinee, and can be given with ab- solute safety to a new-born babe. Sold by all druegtats or sent by mail at 23 centre a box by writing to the Dr, Williams' Medicine Coe Brock- ville, Ont. see hien like this, and draws his face down to her breast again. "Tell mo now," she says, softly, and slips One email hand into lis, which tightens and 'nide 11 fast. So, with hie face hidden on her neck, ho tells her of the cruel stigma that has been oast upon her fair name. He cannot see the dawning horror and wonder that came into her eyes, the whiteness that creeps over her face, as he whispers his story, and tells her a little of the awful desolation of hie life. Once site shivers atat the hand 1n bps turns cold. 'My husband—and you thought that of mo!' Slowly the words fall from her Ips, spoken as if againet her will, She breathes a long, shivering sigh, and then, true, faithful wife, most lovely In her sweet unselfishness, for- getting the bitter wrong that has been done her, and only feeling for "fig RIGHT PAINT TO PAINT RIGHT PAINT RIGHT! And do it cheaply too, because they're the nurse, and best in the way of paint mak- ing. They outlast cheap paints and cost less to put on ---consequently are money - savers and timesavers. Your dealer will tell you the price, and it isn't high if you want a rasp job. \Write to an for our "Booklet 13;' free, showi.g Low same houses are painted with 1Lurnsay's Paiute. A. RAMSAY & SON, Paint Makers, Eat'd 1141, MONTREAL. TULI WAY TO BE WELL. The Blood :Vest be Rept Bleb and Pure and the Nerves Strong. Good health in the most preeloue treasure any man or woman can have But wax] health can onlylo ltd by keeping the blood rich and pure and the eertrN otrone. If the ,ulool le allowed to titmouse wbak aad watery, tut 'i'1 lu system ie weakened and tells an easy prey to disease, There. iN Ivo medicine can equal lir. Williams' flak PUN Ln keeping tho blood viela and pure, and the uerre1 algot'uueand etring. Et ery dose helps to oreato new bloat, and by a fair nee of the pills, pale, eickly people are made bright, active and strong. Hero Is proof, Mr. 110bt. Ler, New Westmin- ster, B. C., says : "Before I began using Dr. AWheat' Pluk Pilin, my blood was In a very itupuro state, and aH a. result pleiplo8 that were very itchy, broke out all over my holy. My appetite wits fickle, and I was easily tired. My wife urxal me to try Dr. Wnllihms' Pink fills, led I got half a dozen boxes. By the tome I had steel them 1 was completely restored to health, my skin was smooth and clear, and my appetite good." Dr. Williams' Pink Pills do not purge—they elm)1ly make pure, rich' Mood, That to wiry they cure sucl troubles an Indigestion, neuralgia, rleunnattehn, anaemia, partial par- nlysie, St. Vitus dunce, scrofula, erysipelas, turd the ailments NO common to women, 'young and old. Sold by all dealers, or seat post paid, at 50 Dente a box, or sit boxes for ISOM by writing the Dr. Williams' Modlclne Co., Brockville, him now In his humiliation and re- morse, ,alta raises !hie face to hers and presses her lips In one long, si- lent Mee to his. ., r• • Two hours later Gtpuy and her husband alt aide by side upon the shore; hie arm le around her, her heat Bee upon his shoulder. Bit Ivy bit, wrung from his bursting heart, the sorrowful story has all been told—a story that wee anguish un- epeakable for a wife to bear. Yet she feels for hihn so much, to so full of pity for what he must have suf- fered, that she seems almost to for- get the misery Rohl grief H11e leas gone through herself. Only once her sorrow wakes and cries in one bitter wall from the desolate motherrleart, as ehe winds her arms round him: "My baby, my little baby!" All the pent-up sorrow of these weory months le finding voice at last. And ho, remembering how he vowed before lIeaven that oho ahoull never see their child again, route like a murderer as he holds her In silence to his breast. "My darling, my own!" he whfy- pers, at last, brokenly, with a world of pity and tenderness In hie voice. "Gipsy, do not cry so bitterly I Oh, my love, my wife, what can I say to 'mike you happy again Y" Site looks up al/ lied in the fading light, with tears upon her elteekn, but a einllo creeping Into her dark ey00. "I have you, Maurice, and I am happy. Ah, dearest," with a little catch. in her voice, "when I had loot both you and my baby, I d11 not think I could ever be happy again." "And I," to •newer* back, bending hie taco to hers—"oh, wife, you will never know what my Ilfte was with- out your Kiss me, darling; I can hardly believe you aro really mine again," CHAPTER XLI. It Is some weeks later—the wea- ther is still lovely, and the flowers In the gardens are gorgeous now --when old Mrs. Bryan announces to the world that alto wilt be at home on Thursday afternoon from four o'clock to seven. Accordingly at the time appointed every one arrives; ant a gooary crowd is assembled in the drnwm;•-room at Bryan Court, among the rare cSllectlon of old fur- niture aid antique china and bric- a-brao of all Norte that are scatter- ed about everywhere, apparently with no Idea of arrangement. The emote thread their way am- ong- tables and chairs, and greet the old' lady, and open their eyom at the apparition at her side—a small, lit- tle figure with cropped hair and large brown eyes. It cannot be Sir M+turlceet wife, for rho is over beside her Itusbanl. "Will) is she? Who is shot?" every - hotly whispers, looking from ono to another, and wondering at the like - 1104.5. Mrs, Bryan, eny/ylttg the scene, in- troduces Slby l effusively its "11y ',leve, Mete Paul Bryan," and everybody feels ver;; uncomfortable, and nobody seems to know what to say. " Seelig to le liming," chuckles Mrs. Bryan, preventing Sibyl to Mrs. Bloke and Florta. Sake Blake, tali and unmoved, gives 000 sweeping glance at the two ale - Uwe' fates and turns away. Ii Is a trying ordeal for Sibyl, wire tvd1 never forgive all these people for what they have made Gipsy Nutter. Site has her child beside her, while Gipsy's baby 010)18 In the, cold vault of the Dermote ; and Sibyl, looking down at her boy's face, holds lila warmsoft hand tighter, and her eyes seek Gipey's wistfully. The Dowager Lady Dermot is very sweet tend agreeable, and keeps Gipsy beside her a. good deal, and Is very kind and pleasant to Sibyl, for, after all, Colonel Bryan is very well off, led hue a lovely place In the coun- try and a town house; so he and his wife aro quite nice, useful people to know. It IN a great patty altogether; and, if the principal actors do not erJoy it much, It is all the same to the bootees. She has given the neigh- borhood a fine surprise, and people who know her best begin to auepoct further mtscbief from the twinkle In her eyes. Among the Grtmshsws there is a hula alt of bees going to swarm. Alt six of tnetm are present, and In the midst of the group, looking hopeless and uncomfortable, stands a real live specimen of the male sex who by hook or by crook fans become °o- gagrxl to Baby Grinseltaw. Site Is rad- iant, anti with dancing steps ambles beside tide limp creature, her left hand nngkrved and flourheldng an en- gagement ring—pink °orate and pearls. Her five sisters follow, as five daisy packers," and they talk of nothing but the wedding, Mra. Bryan, with Sibyl ern ono Nlde and Lady Dermot, senior, gilding gracefully on the other, coulee upon tho group disporting thegives on one of tile tennis grounds, and levele tier eyeglass immediately. "My dear life, look at the Grim, - spews l A man may not marry ills grandmother, yet that man te,going to Droste the law. ,And tho way true creatures dress! Two in 'cru'shed strawberry,' two in 'electric blue' and two In 'rotten orange,' Heavens, what fools people make et themselves:" Actually, taut, the ,0Uagans are here—Mlsee 0 Hagan like an immense „crushed strawberry," parasol, bon - ret and n111 Lady Dermot elhmlders and 'coke as if she wanted air. The )'Hasan, however, meanie to epeak, nod o,niks accordingly, halting in Croat of her ladyship. "Good morning, my lady—glad to Pee you looking No well, and that BP Maurice has got hie pretty wife block again. One should never believe ro- Forts, my lady—never," Loiy Dermot looks around in an agony and hurries on. "lueuffcrablo creature!" site gasps, dille dear Mrs. Bryan, how can you ask elicit 1,001110 7" "Oh, 'I ark everybed —let them all carne 10 these open -stir entertain- ments 1 A little weak tea and sae fruit doesn't cost much, and I like to emu the gerdons full." " Olt, yeti; and one moot know such dreadful people In the country i" murmurs Lady Dermot, and then clangee the subject. "So the Blokes aro really leaving Itivere 7 And I sue Mr. Ker is hero with Gladys. I hope they will make it up at last, He Is going to New Zealand, I hear." "And 'ehe will go with him," pro- nounces Mrs. Bryan, with decloion. "I am sure she has got over her grief for that made Lelray long Once." 1 r. "That looloe like it, certainly," as- sente Lady Dermot, glancing at Mr. Ker and Gladys moving slowly down a Bide path, apparently to deep oon- versation. Mrs. Blake sporule a great part of the atternco'e• explaining that she 1s obliged to leave Rivers on account. of her lealth and impresses on every ono that the doctors have ordered her away. Never once does Flora Blake speak to Sir Maurice; and he, so short- lived are some emotions In human nature forgefs even to notice the fact. Ile its with Gipsy again, and Is happy. Ifo stands beside her proudly, sand nnoticee with pleasure that the oolor Isns conic bac* to ler cheeks again, though perhaps never will eyes and lips smile as of old, for 'tine memory of her baby will ever lie like a shadow across her heart. She has put al's cher mourning to -day to ploano him, and le all in white, it soft, creamy dress with no color anywhere. Society has agreed to act as it nothing has happened; and Sir Maurice'• watt IN greeted an if Nle parted with her friends lett yodel*. (lay. That elle eau never feel the same toward them agate is only na• tural; but in the meantime a peni- tent oibwd kneels figuratively at her feet; yet between her and the faces mullets; on her Gipsy tamale to Hee her little baby lying dead, and ler heart Is heavy and end. Tho whole Beene le inexpressibly trying to her, however amualeg and Interesting it may be to the rent of the world. To them the case of so cruelly mistaken Identity is as goad as a play; and Colonel Bryan's Scotch marriage is something " quite too delightfully romantic. But, then, Colonel Bryan has fifteen thousand a year, and that cants a halo around ]him. All aro delighted with his wife. "What a sweet, retty, dignified little lady site 1st' they say; and Sibyl's Noy, a young gentleman In a sailor's Nutt, gets more cakes and ktwee than aro good for Ili, There are plenty Of Wee, and there is mean ctampagnocup, as well as the "weak tea and sour fruit,' as the ell lady chose to call them, but the fruit !snot sour—f,tr from it. Sre4 peaches and grapes are not 10 be even every day; and certainly Ilre. Bryne dual thluge well. Alt the local "society" Is here toe day, old Lord and Lady Bastard, more apoplecilo thou ever, and Mra Hooker, poor thing, limper even tltsma usual from the very long drive, and ro luetxl almost to tears at the eight (if Baby Grim•haw, triumphant 11 ills her iku o l old etre. (frfmslaw counties to everybody that "dear Baby" le at. 11V/51, °tel• young to marry yet, and talks a great duel std tho young peo- ple's afkotious ; and the Baby Ilirts over 11 11 tee to her heart's content', Melo the helpless man drluka chain- pagne-oup, welch somehow or othhzi dove net seem to raise hie spirits. Gipsy Mote Gladys alone for a mo- ment at lust; and, with eyes full of wieefultwee, oho whispers: "Gladys, will you come to me to- morrow ? I want you to tell me about my little chilli," with such a piteous quiver of tee lips that tears start to Gladys' eyes. With a whispered word of sym• pat hy, she presses Gipsy's band warmly. "1 will tomo tomorrow.' Sir Maurice notices the shadow o0 his wife's !tree, and Domes to her side directly. "Shall I order the carriage, dar- ling? I think you are tired." But Gladys stlllee the passiot.ate longing and regret, and millet' al• most the smile of old, when she used to tell Ida how happy the world would be with no parties and no eo- cLety. "1f ,you like, dear," she answers, brightly. "All right," he repllea, "10 a quart ter of an hour, then; and Paul and Sibyl are °owing back with us,' Mian Blake, pulsing, hears both question and reply, and sees the Malek look that passes between hue - hand and wile, tho brief expreselOn of perfect trust and reconciliation, and her cheeks pale suddenly. One look she gives them both, aadturn, away. • • • • Clays Blake and Gipsy are alone, and both faces bear traced of tears. Go Gipsy's open hall Ivo a few little silky rings of dark halr, owl her (heart swells as elle gases, and her tears fali thick and fast, "flow long hie hair had grown 1" biro wlisperi. stud Gladys tures away her flea- 1 !1b be Caattauede The Dear* h el' 'yews. The papers are prosy to -day. With nothing at all to say, Except of a stabbing affray, And eoandale a fore, A financial review, A murder or two, A political stew, A threat of a war, You can't toll what for, The Wreck of a car, The success of a star, A hold- ip that's bold, An ordinance sold, The plans for it flair, A car for the air, A trust tint is new, Some railroads to sue, A strike that's begun, With three others done. A roseate scheme, (1k) get rich—In a dream, A yacht built to boat, flurry In wheat, The cruise of a fleet, Epidemics to fear, Intenttons to oheer, A peacemaker killed, A prize fight Just "hilted; And a few outer things, Of society's flings, Or political rings. Time's all that the papers display; They have really nothing to say That's worthy of entice to -day. ` .-Brooklyn Eagle. 11e Kept Ills Word. t'ldhulelphia (.edger. Willie—Hawklne used to say that he wouldn't marry the best woman, on earth. Wallace—Well, he married, didn't lie? Willls--Yes, but he kept his word, Kidney Trouble and Lumbago Thirty Years of Backache and Rheumatism— °' as n Physical Wreck—Attributes Cure to Dr. Chase's Kidney -Liver Pis Kidney ailments are especially trying on the older people. The pains and aches grow more severe, the kidneys get out of order, rheu- matism and lumbago torture their victims, th0r0 are aching backs and limbs, stomaelr derangements, uri- nary and bowel dieordere and Nod- ous, painful anal fatal maladies. Dr. Chase's Kidney -Liver fills are particularly eultrd to the needs et persons of advanced age. They re- gulato and invigorate the firer, kidneys alt bowels, nal prove effec- tual molten oritnary medicines tall. 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Ike years old, aped if, at my ads vended nitre,, I have rexivol Neleh gram!. results frim the 1(00 41 Dr. chase's Iildu.•0-1.i1er 1',1 s atter years of uno<'ensa ry snffe.lag there tut be err Il& OL of 01:•10 efficacy 1n the treatment of younger per. HORN. 1 reeomanmul them to Corp.• caro. I lave triod to tlditit of wont, to express my gratitud^, but it 1e beyond expronsion, for they hero (tone more for are than I could have believed." Dr. Chnsela Kidney -Liver Pipe, oils p111 a dome, La cents a los. At all dealers, or Felmauaon, Wates & Co., Toronto. To protect you togioLnst imitations, the portrmlt entre/get- titre of Dr. A. W. Chase, the (moue receipt book author, are on ,rots box.